I would hope that you are going back, on occasion, and reading some of the previous discussions. Many of you have added to what was written during a specific week, and I would hope that it is still being read, even though the writing might have taken place, after
the discussion had focused elsewhere. If you haven’t been doing so, I would suggest you might want to try it. There is some really good stuff being written here.
It has been said, often, and in many ways, that we as writers always leave a bit of our own person within whatever we might be writing. I believe that is true, simply because we come from our own experiences, or ones we have heard others speak about. Even when we come from another’s story, we often wonder how we would respond under such circumstances.
I take that a bit further. I think there is a bit of story that accompanies every poem we create. It might be how the poem came to be, or why a certain line was written in a certain fashion, or some particular words were chosen rather than others. This week, I’d like us to share one of those bits of story about a poem we have written. But, it has to be a poem that has been published or posted on your blog. I would like you to leave the URL for that particular poem in your comments, so we can go read it after hearing your bit of story.
Here is mine: This poem was written in response to a prompt, and the prompt is explained at the site of the poem. When I was young, I loved to dance, but also suffered from self-consciousness. Although I danced in public, I never really let it all hang out unless I was alone.
When I began writing, I often thought of my poetry as a form of dancing, with and through the words, making up the music as I moved across the paper. Most of my poetry is personal and the idea of listening, and then dancing to the music of ones own inner voice, was a corner stone of my concept of poetry and all writing. At first, when I saw the prompt, I simply went blank. Then began to read through some of the poems on my blog, looking for the necessary element required to respond to the prompt. When I found it, I knew it was the one I needed to use. I can no longer dance in the physical sense, but I have found a way to continue to move to my own inner music.
The poem is biographical, it comes from my own experience, and I feel it is strong because of that reality. The poem itself is a huge piece of my story. You can find it here: